Wei Wuxing looked coldly towards the gate of Jindu Mansion, and under the dim sky, the remnants of blood and flesh in Jindu Mansion were more like a splendid man-eating flower. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info The blood in the air has been precipitated by time, as if it is not as frightening as just now.

Wei Wuxing was shocked by his own courage, because a thought had already appeared in his head...... He wanted to go in.

He didn't even have to ask anyone for advice, but he still looked down at the little light that swirled silently. Wei Wuxing rarely makes the choice of being fearless and fearless without backing, and he doesn't know if this little thing on his chest will become his reliance.

Wei Wuxing's thin blade-like lips stretched outward, an expression of determination, and he took the first step towards the "Gate of Purgatory". After many years, Wei Wuxing deeply realized that this step into the ghost mansion was also the first step for him to really enter the yin and yang world of feng shui, and from this step, Wei Wuxing's outlook on life and values and even his definition of himself changed.

But that's all later, Wei Wuxing walked into Jindu Mansion for the second time, he stepped on the disgusting broken corpse, endured the viscous sound of stamping blood in his ears, and came to the backyard vigilantly and quickly step by step.

It was still the same lake he had seen a few days ago, and there were some cotton-wool-like minced meat hanging on the railing by the lake, but the lake water was blue and cold, and a few koi fish on the water were turning their white bellies, and the blood and water in the yard were mixed into a slender blood path that was flowing into the lake.

At this time, the last bright color in the sky was also covered, but Wu Xing couldn't feel any strange aura around them, which was not at all the same as the situation when they were trapped in the formation.

At that time, the sky was not darkening a little, but the river and the sea were overturned, and the night completely covered the speed of the day, and the next second it fell into the night, all the dead bodies in the formation became living ghosts, but now, ...... Nothing has changed.

Wu Xing wondered while walking in the direction of the main house, just lifted the step, a dark light in the main house suddenly lit up, the window lattice through the silhouette of the girl sitting in front of the embroidery car, Wu Xing was stunned, he had imagined all kinds of miserable images of Mei Niang, and also imagined that her soul had disappeared with the rupture of the ghost axe screen, but she was still here, which for my line, it was tantamount to a more beautiful surprise than the rest of his life.

I didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly ran up the steps, uninvited, and Meiniang's panicked eyes really caught my eyes. Wei Wuxing saw her stumbling back, exactly the same fear as a few days ago, and Wuxing laughed from the bottom of his heart.

I tried to walk towards her, but the step I took hit the hard substance, and his movements were blocked by the barrier in the void. Just now, Wu Xing was so excited that he forgot that Kunlun had set up a seal for the female ghost before, Wu Xing immediately thought of everything, the eye of the ghost axe screen array was obviously broken, but the female ghost was unharmed, and now the outside seems to have become a hell in hell, but this house and this female ghost are like a fish that has slipped through the net.

Could it be because of the seal before Kunlun? Did the seal save the female ghost eyebrow?

Just when Wu Xing was stunned, Mei Niang, who was hiding in the corner, suddenly stretched out her slender index finger and pointed in the direction of Wu Xing, "Ah......".

Wu Xing's head quickly turned, startled him to turn around immediately, the cold sword blade scraped his ears and made a "clang-" sound, although Wu Xing narrowly avoided it, but the sound of penetrating the eardrum made Wu Xing unable to hear anything for a long time.

Wu Xing covered his ears but did not dodge the second cold sword, "whoosh", the blade of the sword cut through Wu Xing's injured shoulder, and turned over the piece of skin and flesh that had just been scabbed up, Wu Xing didn't care to cover the wound, because the third sword immediately followed.

A thunderclap roared overhead, and in the dark night, between cold blades and lightning, Wu Xing finally saw the other party's appearance clearly.

The man was dressed in an iron-clad suit, with a loose bun on his head, and his skin was folded like tree bark, but anyone with knowledge knew that the cracked flesh was actually a scar from a severe burn from the fire. Because of these folds, Wei Wuxing couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but his eyes flashed with bright killing intent, and the whole person was extremely excited.

Wu Xing flashed three moves under his sword, only the old wound on the shoulder was picked up by him, but the fourth move Wu Xing couldn't stop it no matter what, he wondered why the soul lamp was not powerful, he even dodged while smearing the blood stains that broke out from the wound on the hollow seal of the soul lamp. The soul lamp just lit up, and there was no other reaction.

Soon Wu Xing had no strength, and the other party with a good posture of watching the show, methodically chased and slashed behind Wu Xing, and the sword blade cut seven or eight wounds on Wu Xing's body in a row, the wounds were not deep, and each one was bleeding.

He had bled a lot, and now he was leaning against the big tree by the lake, and he could only watch as this man approached him, the kind of slow approach with murderous intent. Wu Xing eagerly slapped twice on the soul lamp, and now the soul lamp he can rely on is still spinning as if the years are quiet. He stood up against the tree, thinking about every move in Taekwondo that could be fatal.

The monster dragged his sword, obviously not wanting to treat his dinner with the blade, and he showed his fangs hidden in his lips and teeth in front of Wu Xing, as if he wanted to swallow Wei Wu Xing alive.

Wu Xing was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to be taken by surprise and put to death and come back to life, just when the other party's eyes showed a triumphant smile, Wei Wuxing flew up in the air and kicked the man's temple sideways.

This kick covered all of Wei Wuxing's six years of martial arts, and after kicking this kick, Wei Wuxing himself even fell far away. Look at the fanged ghost, lying on the ground trying to get up, but he couldn't get up after two attempts.

Just when Wei Wuxing worshipped himself thousands of times in his heart, the fanged army ghost shook his head, and he came to his senses, Wuxing is a person with strong intuition, and the flowers that bloomed in his heart seemed to be pressed into the ice cellar all of a sudden, and he thought: This time he is really going to die.

He got up as soon as he stumbled, ran in the direction of the courtyard gate, ran three or five steps and already heard the wheezing sound of rushing behind him, the fanged ghost was choking enough, snorting and panting, Wu Xing understood that being caught by him was the death period, he ran straight to the courtyard gate, but Wei Wuxing never thought that when he just jumped over the threshold of the inner courtyard, three figures rushed over from one direction, Wu Xing secretly screamed badly, and after sliding back for a few meters, he was kicked by one of the three, Bounced off the fanged ghost's body and fell to the ground hard.

Wuxing's whole body was in severe pain, but he heard a familiar voice: "He's Wuxing!" ”